As I sit here alone at the office (sounds grown-up right…) I realize that I really have nothing better to do but to write about fun times for this readership’s enjoyment. So, where do I begin. I guess I should start at nine o’clock eastern standard time at my house, la casa de la Fraulein, on Thursday, June twenty sixth. The morning that would precede the “best night of my life.” Strangely, I was not excited for the day that was ahead of me. I was more stressed than anything, and the fact that the Frau-mom started my day off with a nice chest x-ray and 2 hour trip to the doctor didn’t help much. But besides the early morning, I had a thousand things to get done- hair, makeup, shopping, getting dressed, and the list goes on and on. But I guess in the end it was all worth it because eventually it became PRE-PROM.
Pre-prom is just picture after picture of your dress, your date, your friends, those other people we were stuck with, and in mine and the Schmelter’s case… your shoes. Ours happened to be the very unique converse sneakers we bought on the interweb. Mine had silver sequins and his were classic black… absolutely stunning. They were definitely the best parts of our ensembles. We took extravagant pictures from 3:30 to 4:30 at la casa de la Fraulein, then we traveled over to the land of the lolli-pop guild for our next pre-prom stop. There we smiled with people we don’t like in the hot hot heat for about an hour and a half. We also ate veggies and dip, salsa and chips, and a lot of different cheeses. Everyone was very successful at smiling with the exception of Produce pete who’s now infamous picture has taken over FB.
From there we took a ride in our white Escalade stretch limo to the main event. Anne Frank, the Schmelter, Pro P, and I were all squashed in one seat the whole way there as we listened the BoPeep’s CD of songs that we were sure to hear once we got to the Promy. As we pulled up to and our pony-tailed driver, Wes, helped us out of the car it all set it. We were at our senior prom, what? It was a surreal kind of feeling until we really started to get our dance on and everything else felt like it was time. (I know, I’m the sappy one of this group of bloggers). But anywayss, we danced we laughed we ate we drank we lived we loved we learned and we left. That’s pretty much it. OH, except we made sure to dance and talk like IdA all night so that he would be there in spirit with us. We missed him so.
Then, without having danced our final dance, it was over and we ventured on to the after-portion of prom. First, we headed back to GirlKol's house for a quickchange and and refreshing Poland Spring. Once returning to the escalade, we were on our way to the citay. We were supposed to go to the hot spot, Dangerfield's... an after-prom favorite... but because of the Indian manager that stood in our way, we ended up at the Ritz Diner. And it was ritzy let me tell you. Most diner-goers enjoyed a nice grilled chesse, but others coughannefrankcough decided Jello would be fun. After this nice four-star meal, we were back with Wes on our way to Riverhead to camp out in the stars for the weekend.When we arrived, we silently took a ten minute walk to our tents which we had set up the day before. It was quite the adventure. Any sudden movement or even the slighest of sounds was sure to get us kicked out of the campsite.* When we got to our charming little 8 person tent, the Schmeleter, Anne Frank, Produce Pete, Commander Cool, Pinky Tuscadero, Zideburnz, Buttons, and myself all began to ready for sleep. We all change, and because he was so shy, Commander Cool even got serenaded with "Big Spender." The whole tent had the giggles for hours as "big foot's dick" and fart noises made us laugh. Even Pro P chuckled at the sounds. My favorite moment of the night was the familiar sound of Metrostation's "shake shake shake shake a shake it" was played during silence inthe tent. After we were all giggled out, we all fell asleep with sweat filling the tent.
The morning came, and the beautiful sights of best friends waking up to each other was seen. After a beautiful pop-tart breakfast and bug filled showers, the day began. The "men" went shopping while the wonen chatted and camped. The day was relativly boring besides our trip to the beach and our sit on the wood. When we returned from the sit, Fishface was already deep into his drinking binge and BoPeep was ready to begin (note that it was about 3 pm at this point). Dinner was McDonald's and company was delicious. We all smelt terrible and looked worse, but the togetherness was unstoppable. I'm trying so hard not to say the negative things about these past days, so i won't. Pre, Prom, After, Camping, it was all something i'll never forget. But I'm glad to be home because now I don't miss IdA so much. smilezzz.
Kay peace out for now. Happy graduation to everyone at the big MPQ. I'll see you all later tonight!
-Frauuuuulien
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